At Night
Poem
by T. E. Niemi
At night as
I reach for the shade,
my ghostly reflection
glares at me
from the window.
With skin drawn taut
over protruding cheekbones
and sunken eyes
framed in black,
it frightens me.
I pull down the shade.
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Poem
At night as
I reach for the shade,
my ghostly reflection
glares at me
from the window.
With skin drawn taut
over protruding cheekbones
and sunken eyes
framed in black,
it frightens me.
I pull down the shade.